I want my guitar
I want my harmonicas
I want my paper, paints, brushes, books and pencils
I want to use music and drawing to write and to teach
I am scared like crazy about my next classroom – because of my last
I didn't get back up on the horse and now it is a giant
Eisner spoke of an artist who made
tiny men who couldn't ride their giant horses
and giant men without horses their size to mount
which am I
growing, I hope to one, the other, a third, perhaps
I am a writer
I am a teacher
God Damn! Let me get to it!
I want my guitar
ReplyDeleteI want my harmonicas
I want my paper paints brushes books pencils
I want music drawing write teach
scared like crazy
my next classroom
my last
didn't get back
up the horse now a giant
Eisner spoke
an artist
tiny men
ride giant horses
giant men without size to mount
which am I
growing
I am a writer.
I am a teacher.
God Damn!
Let me get to it!
guitar harmonica paper paint brush book pencil
ReplyDeletemusic draw write teach
scared like crazy
my next classroom
my last
get back
the horse now a giant
Eisner spoke
an artist
tiny men
ride giant horses
men without size to mount
am I growing
writer
teacher
God Damn!
Let me get to it!